Chip recalled how he had gotten into this mess in the first place. He had been all alone when he heard the alarm. Someone in town had been stealing fish again and to top it off there was also a sudden rise of robberies as well. Gadget and Dale were in Africa on a mission to help the bats with some issues they've been having with their sonar senses. Monty and Zipper had gone to visit Monty's parents in Australia. Chip was on his own in the treehouse. He hadn't thought that the case was too dangerous to do on his own, so he hadn't bothered to call the others for help. He made the mistake of thinking that he could scout around without getting caught, but they were expecting him. Fat Cat knew that at least one Rescue Ranger would show up, and if one showed up, then he could use them as bait for the rest. Fat Cat had gotten lucky because Chip, the leader of the Rescue Rangers, had fallen for his schemes and was now his prisoner.
Chip looked up weakly while trying to stay awake. He missed his friends. He missed Zipper buzzing around the treehouse. He missed Monterey's adventure stories. He missed Gadget's inventions swooping in and saving their tails. He didn't have to think hard about the thing he missed and yet worried about the most, his twin brother, Dale. Dale was always getting into some type of trouble without meaning to. He just couldn't help it. Surprisingly enough, it was often his wild, fun loving side, which allowed him to help save the day.
Chip managed to grimace as he passed out once more thinking of his best friend and brother. The last thought on his mind was about their first adventure where they had met the others on the team and got started on their career as Rescue Rangers. Dale had been a big help that day.
'… Dale's always been a big help… Dale… where are you Dale?' How was Chip to know that at that very moment, Dale was wondering the same thing about him?